These are from a recent trip to Surfside Beach. It was smelly, hot, and the seaweed was pretty terrible, so the kids weren't very excited to play. We put Winston down on the sand, he did a quick survey of his situation and looked up at us and said, "all done, all done."
Even some sugar from Aunt Stacy wasn't cheering him up.
Ah, snacks to the rescue.
He attempted to play for a few minutes.
Nope. Ready to go.
My two guys are pretty good sports to tolerate the beach for me.